Okay... so it's been a while. After finishing my second semester of college, I've been spending every free second I have on my many, many projects. I finished writing and editing my YA fantasy novel Darkness Rise, started taking an online archaeology course, wrote a chapter book that I'm in the middle of illustrating, sent…
Destroying Writers Block
Sometimes, Writers Block is really bad. Notice that I capitalized it? That's because it's a monster of entirely its own species. It feeds on writer's weaknesses and keeps their dreams from becoming a reality. But who is the culprit? If Writers Block isn't a physical being, what is it? It's you. Maybe you're bored with a…
What Kind Of Character Are You?
I started a blog just for roleplaying as our characters. Come check it out- it's hosted by Flair! https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/162249561/posts/30
My Writing Life
The lack of posting is not due to laziness (me? lazy? No way), but to a very busy schedule. I thought I'd give you all an update on my writing, which I haven't gotten to do in a while. Some of you know that I finished a novella a month or two ago. It's a…
The Hunger Games- From Peeta’s Eyes (10)
Chapter Ten Katniss leaves the cave, and I lay alone in the darkness thinking about… thinking about everything. There’s not a single thought that I go over in my brain, but a series of several thoughts. How can I pick one? Everything is so overwhelming, so confusing, so perfectly perfect while also dreadfully dreadful. My…
The Hunger Games- From Peeta’s Eyes (8)
Chapter Eight My eyes flash open the following morning and suddenly it all makes sense. The words of Claudius Templesmith that permeated the dark sky last night come back to me, and I realize in an instant what he meant. Two can win. Katniss and I can go home. Both of us. Together. It’s such…
The Hunger Games- From Peeta’s Eyes (6)
Chapter Six When we catch up, Katniss is up in a tree looking down at us. I guess I was right. She really is good at climbing. I study her face, waiting for the shocked, accusing look. Now that I think of it, though, I’m not sure I want to see it. I decide not…
The Hunger Games- From Peeta’s Eyes (3)
Chapter Three I’m sure we’ve walked for at least another four hours before Cato hears it. I swear, he has ears like a dog. The way he stops so abruptly, his back going rigid and his ears at attention, it isn’t like a human at all. All is silent at first, and I’m not sure…
The Hunger Games-From Peeta’s Eyes (2)
Chapter Two “They don’t have much of a selection this year, do they?” Glimmer remarks as she rummages through the cornucopia. I’ve learned that she’s the most talkative of the careers; her mouth runs incessantly and no one can make it stop. Marvel looks up from a bag of fruit strips, which he’s found a…
Writers BloK 